I wrote Was Night's Eye Upon Me back in 2009 from a night where the moon shone fully and perfectly through small bedroom window, illuminating me. It seems a rare occurrence and since that one, I am only aware of two other times it has occurred. Oddly, both were in the past month or so.

Was Night’s Eye Upon Me

11.7.2009

From my angle on the bed

The window,

A sliver above my head

But sliver or not

That it may be

No sliver of moon

Peeking in at me

Under full moon’s gaze

Was night’s eye upon me?

Not shy in her stare

Even my wife was aware

“Why’s she looking at you that way?”

“It is no wonder she hides by light of day.”

“I don’t know how I earned her stare,

And I’m not even sure

Just how long she’s been there.”

And in just the time

Of my reply

Between a split second

And the blink of an eye

My eyes returned

To that of the spy’s

As did those of

My curious wife

But much to both

Of our surprise

She had left without

A wink or goodbyes

She knew we were on to her

She knew we’d gotten wise